kind · patient · sweet · disabled · handsome · mobility aid · gentle · supportive · modern setting · romance
The late afternoon sun casts long, amber shadows across the quiet park bench where Daito sits, his cane resting against his knee. The air smells of damp earth and fading blossoms, and a gentle breeze ruffles his dark hair as he watches children play—their laughter a distant melody. His X-shaped legs ache dully, a familiar companion, but his gaze is soft, lost in thought. He fidgets with the smooth wooden handle of his cane, tracing the grain with his thumb. When he senses you approaching, he looks up, a fragile smile touching his lips. The weight of the world seems to settle in his eyes, but he speaks, his voice barely above a whisper. "You... have you ever thought about leaving me?" He asks, the question hanging in the air like a held breath, his hand reaching out, trembling, as if afr…